We at Tabloid Baby, as much as anyone, have been delighted by the recent revival of the Trader Vic's brand. Years after our halcyon days in the basement of the Plaza Hotel, we've celebrated many an office party at the late, lamented Las Vegas location and the spectacular new nitery at the LA Live complex.
We are, therefore, quite disheartened by the censorship of the iconic Trader Vic's cocktail menu at its poolside outpost at the Beverly Hilton.
Beautiful native Polynesian gals in blue polka-dot bikini tops? A work of art defaced with sloppy splotches? What a sad, pathetic, cynical sign of the times. What would Victor Bergeron think?